In front of Su Fu, the maid said that neither this nor that was acceptable, and after hemming and hawing for quite a while, she had no choice but to say, "Each has its own merits."
Xiao Song furrowed his brow in consternation, looking at Su Fu with eyes brimming with tears, on the verge of crying, he pouted and asked, "Do you like us?"
Facing three adorable children carved of pink jade, how could Su Fu say no? He could only nod his head.
"Uncle Qingsong says, Mother is waiting for a husband who is better looking than Father, and then she will take us and remarry," Xiao Song proclaimed shockingly, scaring the three maids so much their faces turned pale.
One of the maids quickly came forward to explain to Su Fu, "Please forgive us, esteemed guest, children speak without thinking, children speak without thinking..." then she turned to beg Xiao Song, "Young master, let's go back, please..."
